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Repeatedly in the past, the News has expressed the hope that Harvard and Princeton would bury the hatchet and resume football relationships. The CRIMSON, for one, refers to the breach as having been "unpleasantly made and foolishly maintained." We feel that reconciliation should come before the breach has time to become traditional and therefore irreparable. But it looks as though the issue will drag on for a number of years, gradually becoming more and more of a joke. There might even be benefit in that, because someday it will become so absurd that the continued estrangement of the two institutions...
...covered his face with his elbows, weathered the round. In the fourth he rushed at Sharkey as the latter led a hard uppercut at his body. As the punch landed. Schmeling fell forward, writhing, gripping his groin. Handlers and managers jumped into the ring. Referee Jim Crowley, thin, baldheaded, hatchet-faced, ran from corner to corner, asking the two ring judges what they thought. One judge had not seen the punch. The other, an optometrist named Harold Reade Barnes, insisted it was foul. Accordingly Referee Crowley pushed Sharkey, crestfallen and dismayed, into his corner, declared Schmeling, still unable to stand...
Twenty-seven years ago Shoeman Schultzenstein married a girl with whom he lived until 1923, when she attacked him with a meat-hatchet. Husband and wife then lived apart until 1926, when he made a business connection in Leningrad, went there to live. Soon he took a Russian wife under Soviet law without previously divorcing his meat-hatchet spouse in Germany...
Back to Berlin moved Otto Schultzenstein with his young, Red wife and was promptly charged with bigamy by his old German wife, as sharp and relentless as her meat-hatchet...
...beam, with hard muscles, calloused hands and beady, defiant eyes. She began by trying to wreck a Medicine Lodge grogshop with an umbrella. In later forays her weapons were bricks and stones wrapped in old newspapers. These she hurled through mirrors, lewd paintings, rows of glassware. With her famed hatchet she chopped up cherry bars, furniture, cash registers, beer kegs. Her battle cry to her followers was: "Smash, women. Smash...